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He Daoren's hands trembled, and he hurriedly prepared meals for the two of them.
Chen Mu ate voraciously, finishing his two vegetable cakes in no time and pouring a bowl of porridge almost directly into his mouth.
After eating, he stared at the sincere vegetable pancake without blinking.
"I'm not very hungry, you eat it." Chengyi's eyelids twitched.
"Okay!" Chen Mu happily took the sincere vegetable cake and chewed it in big mouthfuls.
Cheng Yi quickly ate his porridge and pretended to be relaxed while sitting beside him, but his eyes were fixed on Chen Mu.
Seeing that Chen Mu had finished his vegetable pancake, he breathed a sigh of relief.
This should be all right now. Just bring this guy in to the ancestor...
"Can you give me another bowl of porridge? I choked." Chen Mu looked troubled.
"Okay!" Chengyi resisted the urge to grit his teeth and waved at He Daoren.
He Daoren served porridge to Chen Mu with a sad face.
If we let the evil spirits eat and drink their fill, how can we fight them? !
But if I don’t give it to him, what if he goes berserk?
With a bitter face, he served porridge to Chen Mu, watched him drink it all in one gulp and burp with satisfaction, He Daoren felt so nervous that his whole body was itchy.
"Mr. Chen, can we go now?" He said sincerely, trying to suppress his rising and falling breath.
"Let's go, let's start early and end early." Chen Mu was satisfied and followed Cheng Yi to a towering hall.
At this moment, in the small square in front of the temple, seven or eight Taoists were wearing shorts and practicing martial arts enthusiastically.
Chen Mu stood beside the square and watched the Taoist practicing with great interest.
Chengyi was anxious, but did not dare to rush it too much, for fear that the evil spirit would notice something was wrong.
After looking for a quarter of an hour, Chen Mu walked into the Patriarch Hall with a reluctant look on his face.
Cheng Yi looked at Chen Mu who walked into the Patriarch's Hall and couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief.
"No matter what kind of evil spirit you are, you will surely die if the Wuxin Bell suppresses you!" Chengyi immediately regained his composure, glanced at his fellow disciples who were practicing martial arts, and followed them into the Patriarch's Hall with a relaxed look on his face.
"Mr. Chen, please look. The scripture is right here." Chengyi said with a smile, pointing to the east wall of the Patriarch's Hall.
"If you don't know the mystery of the upside down, how can you know that it is good to plant lotus in the fire? Take the white tiger home to raise it, and it will give birth to a pearl like the full moon..."
The entire wall was made of a huge stone, on which was carved a mysterious scripture in a dragon-like and phoenix-like manner.
The font is elegant and majestic, and the scriptures are profound and strange. Just looking at them makes people feel immortal and mysterious, and yearn for it in their hearts.
"Good handwriting. I'll start copying it now." Chen Mu found a table and spread out his pen, ink, paper and inkstone.
Good word? What word does an evil spirit know, and how can he get away with it?
"Trouble you, Mr. Chen." He smiled sincerely, his eyelids drooped, and a cold light flashed.
While Chen Mu was not paying attention, he quietly came to the altar in the ancestral hall.
A bronze bell with a slight patina was placed in front of the incense burner on the altar.
He bowed sincerely and respectfully, then stood up and quickly picked up the bronze bell.
The bell is about the length of a palm and is equipped with a handle. The top of the handle is sharp like a gun tip.
The surface is engraved with human face patterns and dotted with verdigris rust, giving it an ancient and heavy feel.
I turned over the bronze bell and took a look inside, and there was no bell tongue.
Cheng Yi turned to look at Chen Mu who was copying the book against the wall seriously, and smiled coldly: "Pretending!"
Chengyi stabbed the sharp spike of the handle into the palm of his left hand, and then placed his bleeding palm in the air over the mouth of the copper bell.
An invisible suction force was generated, and the breach in the palm was like a faucet being turned on, and bright red blood quickly flowed out and poured into the copper bell.
In just five breaths, Chengyi's face turned extremely pale.
The blood was suspended in the air inside the copper bell, swirling and gathering to form a crystal blood bead the size of a peanut.
"The bell rang unintentionally, telling you to show up immediately!" He stared at Chen Mu's back sincerely and shook the bell fiercely.
The crystal blood beads acted as the tongue of the bell, and they shattered on the bronze wall.
clang!
A distant bell sounded suddenly.
An invisible wave spread rapidly around the bell, and then was refracted and bounced off the walls of the Patriarch Hall, constantly echoing and gathering in the entire Patriarch Hall, but never spreading outside the hall.
Chen Mu, who was copying the scriptures seriously, was shocked and froze in place.
Haha! Let me see what kind of evil thing you are!
Cheng Yi stared at Chen Mu eagerly.
"Uh..." A long burp came out of Chen Mu's mouth.
Sincerity: “…”
How could it not work?
The Wuxin Bell has clearly been sounded?
Is it because it's not powerful enough?
Chengyi gritted his teeth, pierced his left hand again, injected blood, and then shook the bell vigorously.
clang!
The distant bell sounds again.
Chen Mu's figure stopped again.
Sincerity clenched his left fist!
Become!
"Master, keep ringing. The tone of the bell is quite nice." Chen Mu, who was standing stiffly in place, suddenly turned around and said.
Sincerity: “…”
"Are you feeling okay?" Cheng Yi asked cautiously.
Chen Mu frowned and thought: "I just feel a little bloated."
Sincerity: “…”
"Keep shaking it, the bell tone and the scripture match well." Chen Mu scratched his head and smiled.
"Heh..." Still shaking? You probably want me to die!
Holding the copper bell, he approached Chen Mu and looked at the copied text.
The structure is coordinated and the handwriting is elegant. It is basically the same as the Chen Mu handwriting that I saw for the first time, and it is even better-looking, with a more ethereal flavor.
Did I guess wrong?
Was the evil spirit scared away by the Wuxin Bell last night?
The Wuxin Bell is an ancestral heirloom of Qingfeng Temple. It is said to come from the ancient Chunyang Dao and is specifically designed to defeat all kinds of ghosts and evil spirits.
The person in front of him had no reaction to the Wuxin Bell, which meant that his soul and body were one, and he was not possessed by evil spirits at all.
Thinking of this, Chengyi felt dizzy.
This Wuxin Bell is very powerful in capturing souls and exorcising evil spirits, but it also consumes a lot of blood and needs a large amount of human blood to activate it.
He was a strong man with abundant Qi and blood from years of practicing martial arts, but he turned pale after being sucked in after only two attempts.
The key is that it hasn't worked yet, it's like you are outputting something into the air, but nothing happens!
The more he thought about it, the more dizzy he felt.
It’s no use. I have to take some medicine right away.
After putting away the Wuxin Bell, Chengyi left the Patriarch's Hall in a panic. He was afraid that he would faint here.
Seeing the sincerity of leaving in a hurry, Chen Mu couldn't help but curl his lips.
I just asked you to ring the bell twice, why are you running?
Does that ringtone really sound comfortable?
Look up at the translucent gray wall in front of you.
Writing: 135/10000/Level ;
How come it popped up by itself like a pop-up window?
Well, I gained some experience again.
Forget it, forget it, let’s just copy the scriptures.
Chapter 4 Ju Bu Yi
Four days later, in the library.
Read the copied Taoist scriptures carefully and sincerely.
In front of him, seven Taoist scriptures were laid out in a row. This was the result of Chen Mu's labor over the past few days.
Two of them were copied by his predecessor, and the remaining five were copied by him.
Sincerely put down the last Taoist scripture and picked up the first one: "I will flip through it again, and flip through it again."
"If you turn the pages again, the book will become rolled up." Chen Mu reminded expressionlessly.
I just said I would just flip through it, but I ended up reading it word by word from beginning to end.
Is this guy trying to default on his debt?!
Chen Mu narrowed his eyes, walked silently to the corner of the desk, and quietly touched the inkstone with his right hand.
After thinking for a while, he slowly grasped the brush washer with his left hand...
After a long while, Chengyi reluctantly closed the book.